Lingering(Analogue)
The Analogue is:
a 9 line poem.
metered, all lines are iambic pentameter.
rhymed, rhyme scheme abbaabbcc.
Lingering
Time once upon when I was young alone
just, you pushed me in deep ocean of love
Drowned in heaven I flew in skies above
No where in my flyings I felt alone
But by and by fell to find an else zone
That my heart felt ocean-brined in tears' trove
How could I miss I was left in hate's cove
How could I miss I was duped false winging
Yet why that 'time once' is still lingering...
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